Chapter 137: A Perfect End

He added in his heart, if you really want to choose a façade to be responsible, who can compare to the great god above.

Tut-tut, if the mask is torn off, then it won't make people lose to death?

The sleek words rounded up the problem in this way.

Compared with Rong Jue's simplicity, his answer is inevitably much more cumbersome, but fortunately it is like this, otherwise the host would not know how to host.

It's enough for someone who doesn't cooperate, if everyone looks like Rong Jue, does he still want to be the host?

"This is a question for the little prince. As the little prince of the wild area, what do you think about the strength of the mid laner being so strong? ”

The little prince stretched out his hand and straightened the microphone in front of him, and was unexpectedly serious at the camera: "I believe in the strength of our captain." ”

"That's it?"

“…… Well, the captain can play a dozen fives. ”

"Poof-" The hostess couldn't help but laugh, although her voice was small, but she still let the machine catch it.

At the moment, it seems that there is not only one capable person in the Yaoxia team, and the little prince with facial paralysis in the past is not inferior to cold jokes.

However, it is estimated that the people of Baidu will not be in a much better mood after hearing this.

Others may think that the little prince is playing with a killing, but Rong Jue didn't even give one more look.

As if the microphone in front of me was so good, staring at the microphone motionless was not saying a word, not looking at other people, and other things.

may feel that he can't find any answers here, the interview ended in a hurry, and Rong Jue and others were also sent back by the company's nanny car.

During this period, countless people whispered and wanted to take off the mask on Rong Jue's face, but no one had the courage to step forward to pick it up, let alone pick it up, and they didn't even dare to speak loudly.

"If nothing else, I'd like to take a leave of absence today." Standing on the commercial street, Rong Jue untied the black mask and asked Fang Mucheng, but his temperament was completely true, and it didn't look like he was asking, but like he was issuing a notice.

Fang Mucheng didn't slow down for a long time, and even nodded uncontrollably under his gaze.

When he came back to his senses, he burst into tears.

Don't train every day, ask for leave every day, brother, what do you want to do.

Helplessly, Rong Jue has made a great contribution today, and he can't think of any reason to criticize him for "not doing his job" - well, in fact, even if Rong Jue is not doing his job, he doesn't dare to say anything.

Rong Jue didn't know what Fang Mucheng was thinking, and appeared in the hospital an hour later.

Professor Zhong had already arrived, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a while.

Almost at first sight, Rong Jue recognized him, and the two of them didn't say any more nonsense, and went straight to the point.

"The situation is not very good, it is estimated that there is no way to be awake in the short term, and you can choose appropriate stimulation to cooperate with the patient."

"How long is it in the short term."

"As little as a month, as much as half a year."

"In other words, she will sleep for half a year at most?"

"No, the worst outcome is that she will sleep like this until all the functions of her body can no longer support her survival, and finally she will go to a real deep sleep."

After saying that, Professor Zhong found that the air pressure on the young man next to him was frighteningly low.